Guilty Pleasures: 21 Savage, Bank Account

We all have guilty pleasures, those songs that have no business on our iPods or the tracks we only blast with the windows rolled all the way up in our rides. In this column we share our darkest musical secrets.

While I can do without 21 dragging us to Sesame Street for his ratchet counting tutorial, I’ll admit the beat is oddly hypnotic.

I’m just gonna back away and let y’all listen to it before I fall under 21’s spell too. Ugh.

What’s your guilty pleasure? Email soulinstereoblog@gmail.com, hit me up on Twitter @etbowser, or stop by the comments section and share your guilty pleasures. Leave a sentence or two and I’ll share your selection in a future column.